Is It Meant To Be (Under major editing again)

Chapter 9 (Unedited)

Random song I was listening too, enjoy! Well you'll hear from me again at the end. Peace! <3

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        Tom smoothly stroke my cheek, which made me jump back. Ugh! I felt so stupid, but I still can't get over what happened to me two days ago. His grin didn't fall though, which me almost forget what'd happen.

        He wrapped his arms around me, secure me in his grasp, but that ended when my mom yelled from the kitchen, ''Evans, either get your arms off my daughter, or loose them!'' He immediately removed his arms off of me and said to me, ''How's it going?'' I couldn't contain myself...I told him my whole day, except the private chat with me and Christopher.

        I love that he's such a great listener, but I hate when I tell him so much!

        I heard a knock from the door, but stood frozen staring at Tom.

        Fun fact: I used to call him Tommy in 5th grade.

        He walked to the door and opened it to a boastful William who seemed to enjoy himself. He's lucky that I was in such a good mood once I saw Tom, well, smelled him. Dang i'm freaking weird!

        ''Hi um...uh...what's your face?'' I heard William say, not wanting to see his face, trying to avoid his gaze.

        ''It's Tom...'' Tom replied frowning.

        ''Sounds like a grown man's name, kinda disgusts me.'' William admitted, making me frown, and bark out, ''Shut up William, how could you say that?''

        ''Never knew it was hard to say.''

        I stuck my tongue out at him and he did it back while sitting next to my brother who was cheating in the game, still playing while player two wasn't there.

        ''Hey little man, how's it going?'' William greeted grabbing player two's controller, beating Simon in the game so quick. ''It's going--No, don't do that...oh yes got y--no!!! Stop doing the same move! Ugh!'' Simon replied obviously paying more attention to the game than William's question.

        I rolled my eyes while looking at Tom, who was staring at the screen, then William's hands, then the screen again. ''Amazed?'' I asked grinning. ''How the heck did he do that so quick, I couldn't even beat Simon even once!''

        ''I guess he's a natural.''

        William then chimed in, ''Got that right!''

        Again I rolled my eyes and skipped, yup, skipped, to the kitchen, and saw my mom taking the cookies and placing it on the table. The table looked like a buffet! ''Mom did you invite William?''

        ''You mean that dashing boy?''

        ''No I mean bad ass...you invited him?''

        ''All I know is the lovely and dashing one.''

       ''There's no such thing as that boy being dashing and...lovely!'' I cringed at the last part. How could she call William...lovely!

        ''Honey don't be mean! That boy is very polite!'' The fuck! Is she really saying that, or am I hearing things...probably hearing things. ''Well yea, I invite him five minutes ago to come over and have a nice dinner with us and the Evans. I asked him if he wanted to invite anyone else in his family, or his friends in general, but he said 'no'. It's fine, just seeing him here is good enough.'' She giggled, and I looked at her like she's gone nuts, but it quickly faded, when I saw her stir mash potatoes, my favorite! But I hate when she gives us hot gravy, I love it cold!